“If that’s what you want,” Bobby agreed with a thick West Indian accent.
“You down, Na-Na? It is your birthday after all,” Michelle asked being politically correct.
“By all means, you guys go and enjoy. I haven’t been able to get that hot tub out of my head. I’ll catch up with you later,” I offered.
If Michelle didn’t know me as well as she did she’d decline on my behalf, not wanting to be rude. But she knew better.
“Okay…if you insist. Just as long as you’re doing something you want,” she said and they walked off. I was two seconds behind them trying to finish my drink.
I flew back to my room to see if I got a text or e-mail from Azmir. Nothing. With that, I grabbed my iPhone and headed down to the Jacuzzi. I knew my girl, Mary J, would comfort me with her “Share My World” album. I had a buzz from my drinks at the club. Now it was time for me to stretch out in the hot tub and zone out.
I began to think of my relationship with Azmir. I didn’t understand how he could give me such a touching card and beautiful and expensive jewelry all to leave that abruptly and not call. I couldn’t help but doubt everything he said that night at the restaurant. As I was doing a little introspective thinking, I started going over what this relationship meant to me. Did I want to give it my all? Had I fallen in love with Azmir? Did I still have too many guards up with him?
Could I let him in?
The one thing that was clear was that it damn sure felt good being with him. He made me feel so protected and well kept. I knew I had gotten on him in the past about doing extravagant things for me financially, but I just didn’t like it as much as other women would. Was I pushing him away? Did my father’s departure leave me fucked up and unable to thrive in a relationship?
Damn! I knew I wasn’t getting any younger and needed to find someone to share a little happiness with. At least, that’s what Michelle had kept preaching to me.
I had to have been in there for over an hour when a bellman asked how I could stay in such hot water for so long. I didn’t realize it had been that long. I ended my train of thoughts with remembering that Azmir hadn’t attempted to contact me since we parted ways so it really wasn’t all that necessary to wreck my brain trying to readjust who I was.
I left the hot tub and decided to tour the resort some more. This place was ridiculous! I couldn’t help but to wonder how much the ladies spent for this trip. There was so much life and high energy given off here. The music…and the people who seemed to have left their troubles far behind was so much to take in. I walked through the casinos listening to the slot machines go off one after another. There was a comedy club and a theater. The décor was fascinating.
I moseyed my way back to The Cove and allowed my curiosity to get the best of me. There was one guy alone at the desk. I guess in this late hour there was no need for any more. I asked the gentleman the price of my room per night. He asked my room number and began typing away. This was taking longer than I had anticipated. I would’ve hated for the girls to have walked up on me. I could tell by the look on his face that there was a problem.
“Our system is frozen. It could be daily maintenance,” he murmured as he pressed keys and then looked up to me and informed, “But I can tell you that the Sapphire suite runs between $900 and $1,500 a night,” he reported. The phone rang in the middle of his answer. “I’m sorry. I have to take this,” he said before answering the phone.
I walked off as soon as he took the call. I was floored. I couldn’t believe they shelled out that much money for my birthday. Did they each take out a loan? Or did they max out their credit cards? I knew they were all professionals, but they didn’t have bank like that! We were due to stay for five nights. That means they paid up to fifteen grand for our hotel stay alone?